The Story Of My Life Poem by Chitra Bisht
The Story Of My Life
A female born after a miscarried son, wasn't a welcome sight.
For many, barring granny and dad who were filled with delight.
Reading and chatting were a way of life,
Found it hard to express inner feelings.
Always stayed out of the limelight, always tried to avoid the bullies.
For years, cried instead of fighting back.
Never had the nerve, was a nervous wreck.
Years of grooming was hard to ignore.
Till my inner voice said, 'No more'.
'Your life, you decide', the message was loud and clear.
I turned a new leaf, changed myself, life never felt better.
2) It is different in South India, especially in Kerala. My sister was given the best education, secured a government job and lead a meaningful life. She was the first born and the pet of my parents.
What the protagonist in the poem has endured is the case with most women in India, no, the North India. But, it is the women in the family who discriminate against a baby girl, mostly. It was and is different…
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3) I have a daughter. She was given good education, secured a job in an MNC, married and has a daughter. Respected in both her homes and at the workplace too.